City to city, town to town, seven days of running
And if they catch me, put me in the chair
You are the reason I am in this fix
Gonna trade in my razor and buy a 44
Just round the corner, I know a store
This time, they'll lock me up for sure
Third World War
You can sit beside me, there's plenty room to spare
The feeling in my head is like all-out-war, all-out-war
Like a ball and chain, like a ball and chain
Throw away the key when they slam the door
Like a ball and chain
Will you pray for me when they throw that switch
Throw that switch?
And I'll come knocking, knocking door to door.
Will they track me down? Will they track me down?
